The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 92.2

Chapter 92.2: Spring Snow (4)

At Cain’s righteous words, Hybolt couldn’t bear to reveal his heart any further.

“I agree with Cain. However.”

Oleciren, who was tightly gripping Headbreaker, opened her mouth.

“If there’s a reason to save them, I will.”

“Oh—”

Hybolt nodded repeatedly. This was because Oleciren’s words, which had a little bit of a gap, were more agreeable than Cain’s words, which were so watertight.

“Of course, if there isn’t, I will kill them.”

Oleciren’s following words.

It was the same tone Cain usually used.

But Hybolt just grinned without a care.

“That’s enough. It’s not my part anymore anyway.”

Just as the conversation was about to be wrapped up.

“So why does Marquis Ross hate Your Majesty so much that he would join hands with the elves?”

Cain asked the key question.

It was time to listen to the story.

Hybolt turned his head to look at the ‘White Palace’. It was where Oleciren lived alone now, but it was where she used to live with her mother in the past.

However, after Carla died, Hybolt also stopped visiting.

A long time has passed since then, but he said as he looked at the palace that was managed exactly the same as it was at that time.

“Because Marquis Ross loved Carla.”

Everyone’s eyes widened, except for Wayne Siker, who already knew the whole story.

“W, Wasn’t my mother Marquis Ross’s biological sister?”

Oleciren’s voice trembled.

There were a few scenarios she had expected, but what came out of Hybolt’s mouth surpassed them all.

“Yes. They were siblings born from the same father and the same womb.”

“……!”

Hybolt brought out the story he had been hiding.

The fact that Oleciren’s biological mother, known as Carla Audrey, was actually Everwyn Ross, the real sister of the current Marquis Ross.

The truth that the Ross family had originally maintained the purity of their lineage through inbreeding.

The reality that even though they encouraged inbreeding, they did not allow incest between siblings.

“But Heatherward loved Everwyn.”

“My mother?”

At Oleciren’s question, Hybolt beat his chest.

“Of course, me. Edmund and I broke the cage that was trapping her and took her out.”

“But in my memory, the relationship between Marquis Ross and the royal family wasn’t bad until my mother passed away.”

Oleciren’s question.

Hybolt readily nodded.

“But why did it turn out like this?”

“Because I couldn’t protect her.”

“As far as I know, she died from an illness—”

Hybolt cut her off and said,

“It was an illness, but it was Edmund who killed her.”

“……!

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Northern Elf Forest.

The Holy See’s party, including Edmund and Saint Caterina, were moving north.

The Saint frowned as she looked around.

Although they thought they were well hidden, the elves’ gazes, felt here and there, were irritating.

“Wouldn’t it be better to just clear them all out?”

“That wouldn’t be bad, but it’s not our job. It’s the duty of the royalty and nobility of this land.”

“According to the estimates of the Order, one of those nobles is said to have joined hands with the elves.”

Caterina wanted to put Edmund in her debt.

She wanted to subtly pass on information about the enemy to him, who would bear the responsibility as a nobleman of Airian, and control his actions.

However.

“If it’s Ross, it’s possible.”

It was impossible.

Edmund, who knew their intimate relationship better than anyone else, gave a bitter smile.

Caterina was a little surprised that he answered immediately.

“You knew?”

“Unlike the continent, Airian is such a small country that the upper class knows each other’s secrets. To the point where you can easily know who the traitor is.”

“Then why did you stay silent?”

“…….”

Edmund said nothing.

Only, regret and sorrow flickered deep in his eyes, but then they disappeared again.

As always, he felt his way along the forest path with indifferent eyes.

The Holy See’s elite and Caterina were a little exhausted after days of wandering through the tiresome forest.

Mentally rather than physically.

She provoked Edmund once more.

“If you’re being threatened, we can always……”

“Even if the whole world points fingers at Ross, I can’t.”

Edmund’s tightly closed mouth began to open.

“I pierced the heart of the woman Marquis Ross loved most.”

“……!”

“The men and the child who were bound to that heart. I am guilty of them all, so how can I speak ill of Ross?”

The Saint and the people of the Holy See could not easily open their mouths at the heavier story than they thought.

Edmund shrugged, trying to lighten the mood.

“Ross still hasn’t started a family, has he?”

“Yes.”

Caterina nodded her head immediately at Edmund’s question.

Unlike other nobles who had two or more wives, Marquis Ross was thoroughly alone. It was so strange from her point of view.

“Ross’s love has not faded even though the woman is now dust and gone, so how can I blame him?”

Caterina wanted to dig deeper.

However, having traveled with Edmund for the past few days, she knew that he had been quite kind to her, so she couldn’t bring herself to say anything more.

Moreover, it felt like it wouldn’t be good to hear, so it was even more difficult for her, a foreigner of the kingdom, to pry.

Edmund looked at Caterina with a complicated expression and raised his finger.

“We’re almost there. I’ll tell you everything when we arrive.”

The northernmost tip of Airian.

‘Where Spring Falls Asleep’, a place that can only be reached by going far north of the Elven Forest.

And it wasn’t long before they reached the place where Edmund’s secret was buried.

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